Author's Note: Happy New Year guys. Here's a poem. I'd like to start some cool discussions regarding poetic analysis and all that jazz. So, pick a line or something. Tell me what you think it means. Ask a question. What am I saying? What do the themes and metaphors apply to? I'm excited to hear how you guys interpret this.
Brethren hearts doeth tell the wade
Seabound, Goliath steps off; then he stayed
Transfixed by kiln fired bonds that he wore
A crest, unmatched by lustrous ore
Channeling lust he would finger his sword
Fondling another realm; steadfast accord
Tradition, it sways, and blows, and goes
And generations pass, black mourning rows
Hast thou fullest armor condensed
Crumpled like leaves in the autumn fence
Port and starboard tumbling about
A shout filleting a shimmering trout
Shimmering paretic darkness about
Scattering unknown shapes
And shadows
And beasts
That roam in the foamy waves
A wade, nonviable, drowning trance
A merciless flood of eight legged ants
Bleakness’s colors shredded and spread thick
Tradition’s rainbow, detonation, a wick
Tradition, it sways, and blows, and goes
ReplyDeleteAnd generations pass, black mourning rows
So, to me. The Black mourning rows are the product of stopping thought, riddled with twisted fear and fading glory.
I know it's not that much analysis but my thoughts are a jumbled mess right now and I'm having trouble deciphering the scattered metaphors of a like-minded fool.
Just trying to start off the analysis. =)
Go team.
You can do it.
If I can you can.
Ooh! You picked a great line to analyze! You're on the right track I think. Black mourning rows is a metaphorical funeral -- the black mourning rows are the congregation. Basically, these two rows mean tradition keeps on going while people die at its hand such as the fatal tradition of war that is referenced throughout this poem.
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